wow, im at my apartment, and was just walking out to my car to go to class and i realized i cant find my keys anywhere. i assume they must be in my car but i cant see them cuz my car is so full of stuff (im still in the process of moving). what a way to start my day. and it took my 15 min on the phone to convince one of my parents to drive out here to give me my spare. im 35-40 min away and cant beleive i had to beg them to come help. then they finally said they wouldnt even come out here for a few hours. great. and now, the only person in this town whose phone number i have is this sketchy 35 year old lady in my class. so i had to call her to come pick me up and now im waiting for her to get here. wow. looks like i drank plenty of RetardAde yesterday cuz my Retardolyte count must be through the roof!
oh, its nice to post again in the forums. sorry my first one in a while is a rant.
Posted by Farmgirl (Member # 5567) on :
My son locked himself out of our car for the first time last Sunday. You could see the key lying right there on the passenger seat, while all four doors are locked.
We only have one key to this particular car, but I found out via a phone call that our full insurance coverage on it included covering for lock-outs, so the insurance company sent a service over (took them about 45 minutes to get to us because they were so busy) and they got it opened.
I was impressed with the way they did it (this is a 03 Chevy Impala). They had a little air-bladder kind of thing (think like whoopie cushion) they slide in the crack of the driver's door. Then they hand-pumped up the bladder (kind of like those blood pressure things) until it forced the metal to flex and gave just enough room for this wire thing they slipped in there to hit the power lock button.
I'd never seen it done like that. But then again, I've never had to call anyone to come do it for me either. We've always had an extra key somewhere before.
Posted by dean (Member # 167) on :
I know the feeling, krynn. My car is broken, and I'm driving my boyfriend's car. Like, I drive him to work, and then drive from there to my job, and then, depending when he gets off work, drive back to pick him up, etc. Well, I drove to cash my paycheck and then stopped at a bookstore, and then realized that I'd locked his keys in his truck.
I ended up calling my boyfriend's parents to drive forty minutes to come bring me a spare that they weren't even sure was a spare.
And all the while, my boyfriend was calling me wanting to know why I hadn't picked him up yet.
Posted by Euripides (Member # 9315) on :
This isn't a 'lost key' story, but the other day I was driving back from a funeral of a family friend when the major highways in the area were closed down due to bushfires. All the traffic that would normally be carried by an old highway and a 3 lane freeway were diverted to a backwater ferry. The queue was over 4km long, and it took over 5 hours to get on a ferry. Total travel time; 8 hours, whereas it took about 1 and half to get to the funeral.
At least no one lost their home to the fires.
[ January 23, 2007, 11:09 AM: Message edited by: Euripides ]
Posted by Stray (Member # 4056) on :
My roommate has been a very useful guy to know the few times this has happened to me. He used to be an Explosive Ordinance Disposal specialist in the Army, and part of his training was learning how to break into any type of car in North America in three minutes or less*. He's not quite that fast anymore, but he's still amazingly good at improvising a way into a locked car with whatever materials happen to be on hand.
*Interestingly enough, he says the Mafia tried to recruit him upon his leaving the Army; I can only assume for the purpose of disarming cars that had been booby-trapped by the competition. He didn't take them up on it.
Posted by katharina (Member # 827) on :
After getting locked out of my car a few times, I got a magnetic key holder for under the carriage of the car. I have lost count of the number times I have used it, but it is in the teens for just the past two years. The risk of someone else finding it is completely worth it.
Posted by The Pixiest (Member # 1863) on :
When I first moved to CA and had no one within 2000 miles to call for help, I kept a set of keys in my purse and a set of keys in my pocket.
The one time I locked myself out of my car, I just reached into my pocket and pulled out the spare set of keys.
Posted by Nell Gwyn (Member # 8291) on :
My sympathies, krynn. Being locked out sucks.
Given the number of times I forgot my keys and had to have security unlock my dorm room in college, I'm intensely glad that my car has one of those keypad code locks on it. I've never actually left my keys in the car on accident*, but if I didn't have that keypad, I have no doubt I'd lock myself out on a regular basis.
* I have, however, locked my keys in it on purpose (out of sight, of course, and only in a safe area) on a few occasions where carrying them wasn't convenient.
Posted by Uprooted (Member # 8353) on :
I've done it a couple of times over the years. Twice at the same place -- a horse farm out in the boondocks where I was taking riding lessons. I'd leave my purse in the car after I put on my boots, and my "lock the door" response was so automatic that I didn't realize I'd locked the keys inside until after the door slammed shut. Both times.
Posted by Dan_raven (Member # 3383) on :
My favorite key story.
It is one of those, friend of a friend of a friend tales.
Its about value vs cheap.
In New York a business executive locked his keys in his car. It was late and cold. He called a nearby locksmith to unlock the door.
The friendly locksmith came out smiling. He had a tool that can be used to unlock any door within moments. The locksmith was good. In ten seconds he had door open and retrieved the lost keys.
The business man said, "Wow, thanks." He held out his hands for the keys.
"That will by $54.95 please." the locksmith said, still smiling.
"What? $54.95 for ten seconds work? You've got to be kidding me. Thats outrageous. That's totally not worth it. I don't even make that per hour, and you want it for less than a minute's work? I'll give you $10 and you had better be happy with it. Now give me back my keys before I have you arrested for stealing my car."
The locksmith's smile broadened. He took the keys and threw them back in the car. Then, before the business man could move, he relocked the door and slammed it shut.
Whistling a happy tune he walked off, ignoring the screams of the frantic businessman who thought he knew what value was.
Posted by King of Men (Member # 6684) on :
I once locked myself out of my car. I walked two miles to my gf's job, borrowed her bicycle, biked two miles to our apartment on a bike about six inches too short for me, suddenly remembered that I had neglected to borrow her keys and that my apartment key was on the same ring as the car key I'd locked in the car; climbed in the bathroom window; found our spare car keys; biked back to the car on my own bike, cursed for a while loading the thing into the back, drove back to our apartment, made dinner, and picked up my gf at her job.
That is all.
Posted by Tante Shvester (Member # 8202) on :
quote:Originally posted by Stray: Interestingly enough, he says the Mafia tried to recruit him upon his leaving the Army; I can only assume for the purpose of disarming cars that had been booby-trapped by the competition. He didn't take them up on it.
I guess they made him an offer he COULD refuse.
Posted by Lord Solar Macharius (Member # 7775) on :
I've never been locked out of the house/car, but I did get stuck out once. The door handle on the front door came off in my hand. My parents had recently gotten a new sliding back door, which didn't have a way to open from the outside (despite my warning). So I tried to go in the basement door and lo and behold its handle wedged against the open bathroom door and prevented it opening enough even for me to get a stick through and knock it open. All the time my very large and very excitable dog is barking up a storm and running all over the house wondering why he wasn't being walked yet.
I grabbed a ladder from the backyard, popped the screen off the study window which was open an inch (yay summer) and climbed in. Easy as pie.
The experience made me ponder for a while about just how easy it was to break into my house, but I don't worry. I'm in suburban Canada, on a corner, visible to a 24hr drugstore. The only crime in the area is pot, and the police don't care about it.
Posted by krynn (Member # 524) on :
*Drumroll* @ Tante
well, the apartment complex i live in has spare keys to every apt, so i was able to lock / unlock my apt when i needed to. so i was able to lock my apt when i left for class (with the sketchy lady) and, luckily my mom was just getting to my place when sketchy lady was dropping me back off. it ended up turning out ok. today im going to see if there are any HomeDepots around my area so i can make another spare car key to leave in my apt. just in case.
Thanks for all the stories. very interesting and made me feel better.
Posted by Sibyl (Member # 10079) on :
I used to lock myself out of my car quite regularly, so I carry a spare key in my wallet: practically never lock my purse in the car.
There was one time, 32 years and a couple of months ago, when I wasn't the one who did the dum-dum. I was precisely nine months pregnant, and my husband and I had a double date to a movie, one of the Billy Jack series, with our best friends, who'd left their baby with her grandmother, in their car. During the movie, I began to feel regular little tension backaches, and I had a pretty good idea what they were, but wanted to see the end of the movie, and I knew enough in theory, and by being with my friend during her childbirth, to know that there was more than plenty of time, so I didn't say anything. After the movie, I told them, walking across the parking lot, and when we got to the car, our friend (a mechanic!) had locked his keys in the ignition--the _only_ time that I had ever known him to do that! Both men instantly went into panic mode, despite the fact that the two women were not that bothered and trying to calm them. One of them ran back to the movie to try to get a wire coat-hanger or something similar from the employees, and came back with the manager and a paint-can handle and pliers, which did work after proper bending. The baby didn't get born for another twelve hours, but seeing those guys go nuts was really funny.
Posted by ketchupqueen (Member # 6877) on :
My husband and I managed to cooperatively lock the keys in the trunk the night before our wedding. I put them in, he closed it. And it was unlocked but was the one car on earth that didn't have a way to open the trunk from inside the car.
We had to wait two hours for the locksmith. His parents (who were in the same hotel room as him) were not thrilled when he got in at 3 AM. (Of course, that was partly their fault for not listening to me and choosing a hotel really far away.)
Posted by krynn (Member # 524) on :
lol. ok u win. i dont think i can compete with that story.
i think im going to homedepot tomorrow to make a spare car key. im pretty sure i saw the sign for one off the exit before mine in kennesaw.
Posted by GaalDornick (Member # 8880) on :
One time I drove to my friend's house, and as I was walking towards the house, I realized I was wearing my glasses, which I only wear for driving usually. So I went back to my car and put my glasses inside and locked the door using the electric lock on the door. I was doing this while on the cell phone. As I'm walking towards his house, I go to put my keys in my pocket, only to realize the metal object in my hand is my glasses. So what was it I just locked inside my car? The keys. I took alot of jokes for that from my friend for the rest of the week.